Iris found herself leaning against the same wall in the same ally in the same skimpy outfit like she was every night. The smoke from her cigarette danced around her head as she took a thick gulp of alcohol. Her mind hummed with the compliments from her clients. She could never catch her breath...

Finally drew one of my personal characters! This has been sitting in my files for way too long.

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